Inclined to war as well to vice and wine Dangers and terrors I despise My voice is threatening as well as my sword My eyes are ice-cold, dogged, I’m quarrelsome Warfare and kill, slay and destroy That has been taught since I was born Attracted by sun out of the cold To conquer more lands in the south Honour Forged by cold Brave With all the pride of a gaul Hard as a rock Brave With all the pride of a gaul